My Poetry

Just for fun, lolz...I've always written but for some reason I got the urge to post some. Hopefully more; tell me what you think?\

I have always felt a face so empty

Weary yawns are never enough

And I am never enough

Both eyes stare around rooms that have always been here

I do not have any urge to crawl upward

For nothing brings me forward anymore

Failure and poorly acted out days, this is what makes up my life

My stomach is never full; it is never satisfied 

The muscles of my shoulders grow in discomfort 

I suck my teeth unconsciously and I start a prayer to the lord

That he grants me this wish of permanent death

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